Thousands of dangerous peaks guard the holy mountain. This holy mountain is called Dashi Mountain, and it is the place where many disciples of the Dashi Holy Land are stationed.

But the real gate of the Great Beginning Holy Land is higher than the Great Beginning Mountain!

It is so high that it exceeds the clouds and fog, and it seems to be independent of the sky and enter the starry sky. Compared with the lively scene of the Great Beginning Holy Mountain, this floating palace seems cold and quiet.

The cultivator was nowhere to be seen in the substantive inspiration.

"Whoo~"

Ao Wushou slowly let out a breath and just opened his eyes.

"Thirty Years"

Ao Wushou's eyes flickered.

The sudden catastrophe caused him too much damage, and it took him thirty years to recover.

The sad thing is that he has faintly noticed that his next calamity in the cave will come in the near future.

One bad, he will be hit again, or even fall into the realm.

This time I came to Dongzhou, I haven't seen the enemy who slapped me twice in the face, and I haven't seen the slightest benefit, everything is difficult.

So much so that at this time, the intention of retreating in his heart rose again.

squeak~

Not long after Ao Wushou woke up, someone pushed the door to the stone room for him to retreat.

Datoro's face was sinking like water, and he walked in slowly.

"Your injury has not healed yet?"

Seeing Datoro, Ao Wushou suddenly frowned, and he could still smell a strong **** smell between his nose and mouth.

"It's still a lot."

D'Toro shook his head.

Compared to Ao Wushou, he was naturally more seriously injured when he just survived the calamity of the cave 30 years ago.

Ao Wushou hurt his muscles and bones, but he almost fell to the realm, and Dongtian injured his origin. Thirty years was not enough to repair Dongtian, his injury.

"Then you?" Ao Wushou was a little surprised, it was no small matter to break the cultivator's retreat.

"Dragon clan, the entire army has been wiped out." Datoro stared at Ao Wushou and said word by word: "The king of the waters of the East China Sea, Ao Guang, has been suppressed!"

"what?!"

Ao Wushou was startled and lost his temper: "How can Dongzhou suppress Ao Guang again?!"

Of course he couldn't be more clear about who Ao Guang was.

Back then, it was Ao Guang who expelled him from the East China Sea, forcing him to go to Longzhou and take refuge in the Butian Pavilion.

Ao Guang is the king of the waters of the East China Sea, and the head of the thousands of water clans in the East China Sea, the head of the dragon clan, with noble blood, strong cultivation, and a physique that dazzles the world.

Who can suppress him?

"this person"

Datoro's expression suddenly became subtle, and Ao Wushou even saw a trace of fear and fear on his face.

"Do you still remember, why did you come to Dongzhou?" Datoro's eyes were a little complicated, and he felt remorse in his heart.

"You, you mean?"

Ao Wushou's dragon eyes widened, and his heart was suddenly filled with inconceivable: "Why, how is this possible?!"

In just 30 years, of course he will not forget the shame of being beaten back to the domain.

But how is this possible?

If that person is so powerful, I am afraid that he would have already pulled him back to suppress him?

"I'm afraid it's him."

Datoro was terrified.

If it weren't for the sudden arrival of the calamity of the cave, wouldn't the two of them have been sent to the door to find death?

He didn't believe that that person broke through the realm of feudal lords in just thirty years.

In his opinion, that person is only afraid that he has already cultivated to the realm of reunification, otherwise, the strong Fenghou who has just broken through will not be able to suppress the old dragon of Ao Guang at all.

Ao Wushou fell into silence, and he couldn't help himself for a while.

Datoro stood quietly, not saying a word.

The atmosphere in the stone room suddenly became strange.

And separated from the two of them by more than a hundred miles, in a majestic palace guarded by various halls, the aura was also extremely condensed.

One after another powerful figures sat upright in the shroud of divine light.

They all looked solemnly at the center of the main hall, the majestic figure sitting on the throne like a golden sword.

da da da~

The slender knuckles tapped the armrest of the throne, and the majestic figure slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes like flames fell on the youth who was kneeling in the center of the hall:

"You said that your headmaster, together with the other headmasters, all felt something in their hearts, and only went to Wanfa Building when they predicted that the crisis would come?"

"Return to the Lord"

The young man's expression tightened, and he responded respectfully: "My parents are indeed so explained."

The Wanfalou World War I spread extremely fast, and almost immediately, the major sects learned the news.

Outraged and appalled, they sent people to several holy places to ask for help.

Today's Yuanyang Daoists are not something they can control.

"So, it's kind of interesting."

The Great Beginning Lord on the throne was thoughtful. A few days ago, he also felt that there were warning signs coming from somewhere.

Now it seems that the warning sign is not aimed at his Great Beginning Holy Land, but all the great forces in the world?

So much so that even the old Taoist priest of Taiyi was planted.

"Destroying Love Dao, Wanfa Building until now, Taiyi Sect, Jingyang Mountain, Tianshu Academy, and the ten major sects of Vacuum Dao, but nine of them have been planted in the hands of this Yuanyang Daoist!"

An old man in black opened his mouth lightly, and there was an indefinite light in his eyes:

"It's really a big change in the world, must there be a monster born out of nowhere?"

It has only been more than thirty years since the Yuanyang Daoist was born, but he has reached such a level of terror that it is far more terrifying than the previous Tianding Emperor.

Such a character cannot be described by Tianjiao anymore.

"Since ancient and modern times, every time in the great world, there must be a peerless evil spirit born. This is the change of the world, the torrent of the times, dare to resist, it has been buried in the long river of time."

An old man in white sighed softly:

"The rapid rise of Taoist Yuanyang is rare in ancient and modern times. I think it came into being as the times require, and it is the person who wants to open up the future."

"Fang Yingqiu! You still talk like this! Thirty years ago, you had such a talk, I'll wait to hear it, but now, the Taoist Yuanyang has suppressed ten sects, if you want to do it, you have to point your sword at the Holy Land! "

The old man in black was furious:

"Could it be that I have to abandon the mountain gate and run away?!"

More than just an old man in black?

The elders of the Great Beginning Holy Land in the huge palace also looked at the white clothed old man Fang Yingqiu, and their expressions changed.

They have not moved for decades, one is because of the sudden catastrophe in the cave thirty years ago, and the other is because of Fang Yingqiu.

At this time, seeing that raising tigers was in danger, they couldn't help but complain about him, but Fang Yingqiu's status was very high, and they didn't dare to contradict him.

"Why not?"

Facing the cold eyes of everyone, Fang Yingqiu's expression was indifferent, neither happy nor sad, and his voice did not fluctuate: "There is no eternity in the world, and there is no constant strength! When the supreme power is declining, how can I wait for the Holy Land to be strong forever?"

"joke!"

The old man in black slapped the table and sneered: "My Great Beginning Holy Land has been established for millions of years, and every generation has been born with genius!

Even if Yuanyang Daoist is the honor of the world, how can he match the glory of all ages? "

"Lin Fengmo, your rhetoric has been said many times."

Fang Yingqiu sat still, her eyes were clear, reflecting the expressions of everyone in the hall, and she shook her head:

"But why did you sit on the position of the Great Elder of the Great Beginning Holy Land? But is the furniture you have accumulated for you too rich for Lao Tzu who slaughtered dogs and slaughtered pigs?"

boom!

The blood is maddening, and the high place in the sky is cold, but at this time, it seems to be in a sea of ​​magma and fire, and the entire hall vibrates and vibrates.

In the mighty blood, Lin Fengmo's eyes burned, and the real flames lingered around his body, obviously extremely angry:

"Fang Yingqiu, do you want to die?"

Fang Yingqiu was still sitting without confusion, flicking his fingers, and looking casual: "It's just you? Isn't it enough!"

huh~

The hall was filled with chilling aura, and many elders and true disciples of the Great Beginning Holy Land frowned.

But I'm not too worried. The Holy Master is in front, so naturally I can't fight.

"All right."

Sure enough, seeing the two of them arguing, the Great Beginning Holy Master on the throne also spoke.

He glanced at the two people who were arguing with swords and arrows: "It's a joke for you to mess up first before others come to the door!"

His voice was neither high nor low, but it suppressed all the noise in the hall, tearing apart the atmosphere of Shen Ning and chill.

"Elder Fang has some truth in what he said. The general trend of the times is irreversible. If the general trend is really rolling, it's okay for me to retreat."

The Great Beginning Holy Master stared at Fang Yingqiu, and the latter looked at him calmly, and he was also ashamed.

"But, that Yuanyang Daoist doesn't represent anything, let alone the great world!"

The Great Beginning Holy Master looked calm and his voice was indifferent:

"Before the sky changes, everything is illusory! If people have never seen it before, they must shy away from it. If this is the case, wouldn't this seat become the laughing stock of the world?"

Fang Yingqiu's expression changed slightly and she stopped talking.

Lin Fengmo also restrained his anger, and lowered his hands to listen to the words of the Great Beginning.

"The world is undergoing a revolution. There are Taoists from Yuanyang who are born out of nowhere, and their talents are peerless. There are endless deserts in the four seas of Kyushu, and the holy places of all races are about to move. There are even more waves in the sea of ​​stars.

The Great Beginning Holy Master's eyes are faint, as if there is an endless sea of ​​stars entering his eyes, he seems to see the shocking changes in the sea of ​​​​stars:

"In this great world, there are some people who have broken the Dao, some people have escaped from the world, some people are hiding in the mountains, but some people are struggling to fight!

My Great Beginning Holy Land does not seem to be the best in this great world, but it cannot be left out of the crowd! The great world has not yet come, and who will rise and fall is still unknown! "

The sound waves were like thunder, and the ears were piercing, and there was no noise in the huge hall, and it became silent.

No matter who it is, in this voice, you can hear the deepest ambition in the heart of the Great Beginning Holy Master, which is like fire, like the sun.

I don’t know how long it will be suppressed, but once it erupts, it must be earth-shattering.

Everyone was silent, but Fang Yingqiu sighed and said:

"What the Lord said, please forgive me and I cannot agree."

The Great Beginning Lord looked down indifferently: "Why?"

"As far as monks are concerned, it's all right, but behind the Holy Master is the Holy Land of My Great Beginning."

Fang Yingqiu's expression was calm, and she slightly bowed her hands:

"If the Holy Master has the heart to become a king and compete for the supreme, then Fang Yingqiu is here, begging the Holy Master to abdicate!"

Begging the Lord to abdicate? !

As soon as these words fell, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became extremely strange.

Including Lin Fengmo, none of the true bishops and elders of the Great Beginning Holy Land could have imagined that Fang Yingqiu's courage would be so great!

The Holy Master actually wants to abdicate!

Lin Fengmo was so frightened that he immediately took a step forward, suppressing his momentum like a tidal wave, and made a thunderous sound: "Fang Yingqiu, you want to rebel?!"

"No!"

Fang Yingqiu got up slowly, his momentum was like the rising sun, and the layers were elevated, but there was no Lin Fengmo in his eyes.

Just staring at the Great Beginning Holy Master: "The ancestor has something to say first, if you say rebellion, it is you, Holy Master, you must rebel!"

"You are bold!"

Lin Fengmo's expression changed, and only then did he realize how 'concealed' Fang Yingqiu used to talk to him.

hum~

A vast aura filled the hall, like a big sun falling into this room, instantly shattering all discord.

"Elder Fang has been traveling around the East Continent for many years, and he seems to know something."

The Great Beginning Holy Master looked indifferent, neither happy nor angry, and stared deeply at Fang Yingqiu for a moment.

Fang Yingqiu is the second elder of the Holy Land of the Great Beginning, and the person with the deepest cultivation in the Holy Land of the Great Beginning, and has traveled the world all the year round.

Once, he was the person he trusted the most and trusted.

But now

The Great Beginning Holy Master pondered in his heart, but there was a long sigh on his face:

"Perhaps, I should go and see the Yuanyang Taoist who makes Elder Fang so jealous. What kind of demeanor is he?"

"Ok?!"

The voice of the Great Beginning Holy Master has not yet fallen, including himself, many elders in the entire hall, true biography.

The hearts are all shocked.

Or looking back, or raising eyebrows, or staring, looking at the majestic palace, outside the heavenly palace.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

It seems that a meteor falls to the ground~lightnovelpub.net~ It is like the sound of the world-shaking sound that the ancient gods used their fists as hammers and the void as drums.

The crowd raised their heads.

Just listening to the bursts of sound waves coming from all directions, rippling over the boundless sea of ​​​​clouds like a substance, the circles spread, and the endless tumbling of the sea of ​​​​clouds was set off.

The sky is like waves, and the sky is full of clouds.

The momentum was so great that it immediately caused the entire Great Beginning Holy Land to boil.

"what happened?"

The disciples and elders of the Great Beginning Sacred Mountain and the many Great Beginning Holy Lands in the Suspended Heavenly Palace are all staring into the distance.

I saw a burly giant striding forward in the boundless sea of ​​clouds, pulling a chariot, not on top of the luxurious chariot.

There was a hidden person who raised his eyebrows, separated from the void, and said lightly:

"Pin Dao Yuanyang, come to worship the mountain."